by Theocritus
As rising morn shows
Its fair countenance agains the dusky night,--
As the clear spring, when winter's gloom is gone,--
So also the golden Helen was wont
To shine out amongst us.
Last updated January 14, 2019
As rising morn shows
Its fair countenance agains the dusky night,--
As the clear spring, when winter's gloom is gone,--
So also the golden Helen was wont
To shine out amongst us.